2004-11-22 - 1:15 a.m.
"you're just like a drug"
warning: there's something you might not want to see if you scroll down.
once, you were something amazing to me. you were something special.
we have to stop this
it's the only way the pain will stop
the pills are kicking in
and you are fading out
my stories have been told
we have no where left to go
there are no more roadmaps left to follow
you've travelled through all the memories mapped in my mind.
it's time to end an old habit.
i find happiness in sobriety now.
frasier's head is huge in this picture.
meow.
so what has this girl poison been up to lately? well, buying food for a friend that has decided to leave his disguistingly rich parents to live on his own, playing with my nieces and having stomach pains.
i turned down a wonderful cheesecake with ganache because of my stomach pains today. it was a real pity. ganache is one of those divine wonders of the world.
you know what? it's been three weeks since i've decided to even take cough syrup to stage out my tears. it's a wonderful thing. there is a fine beauty in this thing called "toughing it out".
and it makes it even more beautiful with all that's been going on latey. and you don't know what's going on, but that's okay. i do not see any point in complaining, or crying over something that can't be changed, especially on an online diary. i've just rolled with things and have kept a decent attitude at the same time, but there is this one student at the clinic i have to work with...grrr. :) anyway.
yes, so it's pretty much been feeding a hungry friend with less gas in my car than i wish, but it's worth it, playing with the nieces, and bearing loss chocolate ganache over stomach aches.
oh, and right now i'm listening to modest mouse in my room.
frasier is banging his tail up against the printer hutch because i won't let him sit with me.
and when is that troy _______ going to write me back? it's been almost a month now and i miss him...which is something that is painfully hard to admit.